ojo con esto...copien esta direccion:
http://www.nod32chile.cl/company/press.php?fnc=sh&contentID=1385
sábado, 27 de octubre de 2007
habían canciones que me daban igual. otras hasta me gustaban. pero ahora es demasiado!! hasta el viejo del colectivo de la mañana tenía en su radio sonando a soda stereo!! es como musho no?
ahora los detesto, por sus cabezas ridículas y sus canciones de mierda. y todo lo que sonaba con ellos en las radios chilenas era 90% basura, y nadie hacía nada. censuraban los espacios de debate...y nadie censuraba la mierda que nos obligaban a oír!! detesto el "rock latino" (light pop sudamericano) y toda la cohorte de gallos q no creaban nada sino q copiaban la moda europea y la siempre aburrida estética estadounidense. tipos sin espacios. por eso , y en MI blog, puedo gritarle al mundo (a la parte q por accidente se meta en el blog) que odio todo lo que suene a "rock latino" y a esos mierdas treintañeros que se mueven como idiotas cuando oyen esa frase, los pantalones amasados y los peinados ultrafijos, los sonidos como de ascensor (o como un refrigerador funcionando) y la falta de actitud rockera!!!
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
ahora los detesto, por sus cabezas ridículas y sus canciones de mierda. y todo lo que sonaba con ellos en las radios chilenas era 90% basura, y nadie hacía nada. censuraban los espacios de debate...y nadie censuraba la mierda que nos obligaban a oír!! detesto el "rock latino" (light pop sudamericano) y toda la cohorte de gallos q no creaban nada sino q copiaban la moda europea y la siempre aburrida estética estadounidense. tipos sin espacios. por eso , y en MI blog, puedo gritarle al mundo (a la parte q por accidente se meta en el blog) que odio todo lo que suene a "rock latino" y a esos mierdas treintañeros que se mueven como idiotas cuando oyen esa frase, los pantalones amasados y los peinados ultrafijos, los sonidos como de ascensor (o como un refrigerador funcionando) y la falta de actitud rockera!!!
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
martes, 23 de octubre de 2007
lunes, 22 de octubre de 2007
cancionero
Caminaba sin mirar a los lados. Bajaba escaleras, subía escaleras. En compañía a veces, por fuera solamente quizás...
Y yo me veía allí, espejo. Pero no sabía, ni sé, qué. Que veía. En qué me veía. Los caminos se unen y se separan, pero se unen a otros caminos, a veces sutilmente. Otras, de golpe. Algunas veces los caminos no se unen. Siguen cada uno por su lado. Hay caminos así. Rurales. Y sin iluminación, entonces es difícil andarlos cuando está oscuro. Puede ocurrir un accidente, no? Otros son caminos de neón. Da igual si el camino tiene sólo una pista. Sin berma.
Bueno, yo pasé cerca algunas veces, la mayoría me empujé. Invisible. Sólo la brisa envolvente ¿qué podía hacer? Aún no lo sé. En fin. Es probable que ni siquiera debiera hacer algo ¿o debería? Esperaré que amanezca mejor. No estoy durmiendo.
In the deepest oceanthe bottom of the seayour eyes they turn mewhy should i stay here?why should i stay?i'd be crazy not to followfollow where you leadyour eyes they turn mesunk without a tracethe bottom of the deepyour eyes they turn meturn me into fantasiesi follow to the edge of the earthand fall offeverybody leavesif they get the chanceand this is my chancein the bottom ofwe fishiesit's over by the wordswe fishieswe fishieswe fishieshit the bottom ofhit the bottom to escapeescapehit the bottom of hit the bottom to escapeescapeescape
(Arpeggi - radiohead)
Once I wanted to be the greatestNo wind of waterfall could stall meAnd then came the rush of the floodStars of night turned deep to dustMelt me downInto big black armourLeave no trace of graceJust in your honorLower me downTo culprit southMake 'em wash a space in townFor the leadAnd the dregs of my bedI've been sleepin'Lower me downPin me inSecure the groundsFor the later paradeOnce I wanted to be the greatestTwo fists of solid rockWith brains that could explainAny feelingLower me downPin me inSecure the groundsFor the leadAnd the dregs of my bedI've been sleepin'For the later paradeOnce I wanted to be the greatestNo wind of waterfall could stall meAnd then came the rush of the floodStars of night turned deep to dust
(the greatest – cat power)
Here in the garden of the arcane delights,
Dark shadows overwhelm us and we become blind.
Blind to the needs of those who would be free
From the grip of fear and the prisons of the mind.
Amidst the throes of perplexity
Phobia moves amongst us, in her hand is held the seed.
Extermination angel stood beside the road
In violent retribution for the seeds we have sown.
(the arcane – dead can dance)
Alguna vez has caído en la huella de un gigante??
Aun no logro salir.
Me pusieron la vara alta los maestros. La pista pesada, el record inalcanzable.
Y me rompo la cabeza mil veces pero no basta. No doy el ancho(cabezón) j
Y me cobran por ello, a diario.
Y a ratos
(no a ratón)
No puedes
O si?
Ayudame! Corre de la mano antes q se cierre la puerta
Solo contigo puedo llegar
A Tiempo
Tiempópolis
Pompópolis
Pomponópolis.
La luz roja, esperada, sigue esperada……hasta q me duermo o me sumerjo en la bruma…..brrrrrrrrr……da igual…brrrrr…………bruma fria.
I fought the angels here today Hope my defeat will end this play Everybody knows that I only have myself to blame Softly softly wins the game Trust I'll try to learn again My words are seldom for a friend Knew at the time that they came out Wish I could have them disallowed Everybody knows that We say things we do not mean Everybody jnows that We say things that are unclean Trust I'll try to learn again My words are seldom for a friend Run conversations in my head Write my own scripts to dish the dread And if I speak out loud I will have to change the rules For speaking's out of bounds If it's practised by a fool Trust I'll try to learn again My words are seldom for a friend So lend me an ear to lean upon To speak to and learn my speaking from
(I fought the angels – the delgados)
Love, love is a verbLove is a doing wordFeathers on my breathGentle impulsionShakes me makes me lighterFeathers on my breathTeardrop on the fireFeathers on my breathNine night of matterBlack flowers blossomFeathers on my breathBlack flowers blossomFeathers on my breathTeardrop on the fireFeathers on myWater is my eyeMost faithful mirrorFeathers on my breathTeardrop on the fire of a confessionFeathers on my breathMost faithful mirrorFeathers on my breathTeardrop on the fireFeathers on my breathYou're stumbling in the darkYou're stumbling in the dark
(Teardrop – massive attack)
You're being took for a ridePlan on it, lazyPlease keep moving Better keep movingDon't fall asleep at the wheelI waited for you but you never camePlease keep moving Better keep movingKinetic {x45}Please keep movingBetter keep moving
(kinetic – radiohead)
I was a strangerWhen i came to townJust yesterday I was a strangerThey dont come much strangerSo whyWhy did you believeAll every word I saidWhy did you believeBelieve a strangerA strangerAnd why do you women in this townLet me look at you so boldWhen you have seen what i wasIn the last townIn the last townYou should have seen what i wasIf i was a strangerI was worse than a strangerI was well-known
(I was a stranger – smog)
Los dias pasan asi. Asi pasan. Mas dias. El aire tibio dura poco. La sangre antigua gotea siempre. No sangra. Donde estas?
Donde? Mmmmh Desde arriba todo se ve . Cuán cercano están entre ellos.Pero ellos no pueden verse. La tierra es ciclica, casi redonda, redondoide…recuerdas?
Y lanzo esporas. Micelas soy.
Maldición!! Cántenme estrellas por favor.
Solo. Sólo entonces podré saltar y agarraré una, la mía, para ti..
I'm a rabbit in your headlightsScared of the spotlightYou don't come to visitI'm stuck in this bedThin rubber gloves She laughs when she's cryingShe cries when she's laughingFat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away...(Away....away....away....)I'm a rabbit in your headlightsChristian suburbaniteWashed down the tolietMoney to burnFat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away...If you're frightened of dyin' and you're holding on...You'll see devils tearing your life away.But...if you've made your peace, Then the devila are really angelsFreeing you from the earth.....from the earth....from the earthRotworms on the undergroundCaught between stationsButterfingersI'm losing my patienceI'm a rabbit in your headlightsChristian suburbaniteYou got money to burn....Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away.....Away, away, away,Away, away, away.
(Rabbit in your headlights – UNKLE)
Busco un amor en el vientoamor que llevo conmigoenredado en los recuerdos. Busco un amor olvidadoY voy muriendo mi vidacomo el árbol del pantano. Y estoy solo.Con el alba en la miradadijiste adiós y te fuistey se nublaron mis ojossin dejarme ver los tuyos. Busco un amor en la sombraamor que vivió esa nochela vida de las estrellas. Busco un amor olvidadoy voy muriendo mi vidacomo el árbol del pantano.Y estoy solo. Con el alba en la miradadijiste adiós y te fuistey se nublaron mis ojossin dejarme ver los tuyos.´(solo – víctor jara)
A self-fulfilling prophecy of endless possibilityYou roll in reams across the streetIn algebra, in algebra The fences that you cannot climbThe sentences that do not rhymeIn all that you can ever changeThe one you're looking for It gets you downIt gets you down There's no sparkNo light in the dark It gets you downIt gets you downYou traveled farWhat have you foundThat there's no timeThere's no timeTo analyseTo think things throughTo make sense [Analyse Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com]Like cows in the city, they never looked so prettyBy power carts and blackoutsSleeping like babies It gets you downIt gets you downYou're just playing a partYou're just playing a part You're playing a partPlaying a partAnd there's no timeThere's no timeTo analyseAnalyseAnalyse(analyse – thom yorke)
Nothing left to say
And all I've left to do
Is run away
From you
And she led me on, down
With secrets I can't keep
Close your eyes and sleep
Don't wait up for me
Hush now don't you speak
To me
Wrapped my hurt in you
And took my shelter in that pain
The opiate of blame
Is your broken heart, your heart
So now I'm all by myself
As I've always felt
I'll betray my tears
To anyone caught in our ruse of fools
One last kiss from me...yeah
One last kiss good night
Didn't want to lose you once again
Didn't want to be your friend
Fulfilled a promise made of tin
And crawled back to you
I'm all by myself
As I've always felt
I'll betray myself
To anyone, lost, anyone but you
So let the sadness come again
On that you can depend on me, yeah
Until the bitter, bitter end of the world, yeah
When god sleeps in bliss
And I'm all by myself
As I've always felt
And I'll betray myself
To anyone(soma – the smashing pumkins)
Try to save it but it doesn't come off the rockTry to build a wall that is high enough It's all boiling over aAll boiling over Try to save your houseTry to save your songsTry to runBut it follows you up a hill It's all boiling overAll boiling overYour little voiceYour little voice No more conversationNo more conversationYou should took me out when you had the chanceYou should took me out when you had the chanceAll the rooms were numberedAnd the losers turned awayDon't turn awayDon't turn away(cymbal rush – thom yorke)
Y yo me veía allí, espejo. Pero no sabía, ni sé, qué. Que veía. En qué me veía. Los caminos se unen y se separan, pero se unen a otros caminos, a veces sutilmente. Otras, de golpe. Algunas veces los caminos no se unen. Siguen cada uno por su lado. Hay caminos así. Rurales. Y sin iluminación, entonces es difícil andarlos cuando está oscuro. Puede ocurrir un accidente, no? Otros son caminos de neón. Da igual si el camino tiene sólo una pista. Sin berma.
Bueno, yo pasé cerca algunas veces, la mayoría me empujé. Invisible. Sólo la brisa envolvente ¿qué podía hacer? Aún no lo sé. En fin. Es probable que ni siquiera debiera hacer algo ¿o debería? Esperaré que amanezca mejor. No estoy durmiendo.
In the deepest oceanthe bottom of the seayour eyes they turn mewhy should i stay here?why should i stay?i'd be crazy not to followfollow where you leadyour eyes they turn mesunk without a tracethe bottom of the deepyour eyes they turn meturn me into fantasiesi follow to the edge of the earthand fall offeverybody leavesif they get the chanceand this is my chancein the bottom ofwe fishiesit's over by the wordswe fishieswe fishieswe fishieshit the bottom ofhit the bottom to escapeescapehit the bottom of hit the bottom to escapeescapeescape
(Arpeggi - radiohead)
Once I wanted to be the greatestNo wind of waterfall could stall meAnd then came the rush of the floodStars of night turned deep to dustMelt me downInto big black armourLeave no trace of graceJust in your honorLower me downTo culprit southMake 'em wash a space in townFor the leadAnd the dregs of my bedI've been sleepin'Lower me downPin me inSecure the groundsFor the later paradeOnce I wanted to be the greatestTwo fists of solid rockWith brains that could explainAny feelingLower me downPin me inSecure the groundsFor the leadAnd the dregs of my bedI've been sleepin'For the later paradeOnce I wanted to be the greatestNo wind of waterfall could stall meAnd then came the rush of the floodStars of night turned deep to dust
(the greatest – cat power)
Here in the garden of the arcane delights,
Dark shadows overwhelm us and we become blind.
Blind to the needs of those who would be free
From the grip of fear and the prisons of the mind.
Amidst the throes of perplexity
Phobia moves amongst us, in her hand is held the seed.
Extermination angel stood beside the road
In violent retribution for the seeds we have sown.
(the arcane – dead can dance)
Alguna vez has caído en la huella de un gigante??
Aun no logro salir.
Me pusieron la vara alta los maestros. La pista pesada, el record inalcanzable.
Y me rompo la cabeza mil veces pero no basta. No doy el ancho(cabezón) j
Y me cobran por ello, a diario.
Y a ratos
(no a ratón)
No puedes
O si?
Ayudame! Corre de la mano antes q se cierre la puerta
Solo contigo puedo llegar
A Tiempo
Tiempópolis
Pompópolis
Pomponópolis.
La luz roja, esperada, sigue esperada……hasta q me duermo o me sumerjo en la bruma…..brrrrrrrrr……da igual…brrrrr…………bruma fria.
I fought the angels here today Hope my defeat will end this play Everybody knows that I only have myself to blame Softly softly wins the game Trust I'll try to learn again My words are seldom for a friend Knew at the time that they came out Wish I could have them disallowed Everybody knows that We say things we do not mean Everybody jnows that We say things that are unclean Trust I'll try to learn again My words are seldom for a friend Run conversations in my head Write my own scripts to dish the dread And if I speak out loud I will have to change the rules For speaking's out of bounds If it's practised by a fool Trust I'll try to learn again My words are seldom for a friend So lend me an ear to lean upon To speak to and learn my speaking from
(I fought the angels – the delgados)
Love, love is a verbLove is a doing wordFeathers on my breathGentle impulsionShakes me makes me lighterFeathers on my breathTeardrop on the fireFeathers on my breathNine night of matterBlack flowers blossomFeathers on my breathBlack flowers blossomFeathers on my breathTeardrop on the fireFeathers on myWater is my eyeMost faithful mirrorFeathers on my breathTeardrop on the fire of a confessionFeathers on my breathMost faithful mirrorFeathers on my breathTeardrop on the fireFeathers on my breathYou're stumbling in the darkYou're stumbling in the dark
(Teardrop – massive attack)
You're being took for a ridePlan on it, lazyPlease keep moving Better keep movingDon't fall asleep at the wheelI waited for you but you never camePlease keep moving Better keep movingKinetic {x45}Please keep movingBetter keep moving
(kinetic – radiohead)
I was a strangerWhen i came to townJust yesterday I was a strangerThey dont come much strangerSo whyWhy did you believeAll every word I saidWhy did you believeBelieve a strangerA strangerAnd why do you women in this townLet me look at you so boldWhen you have seen what i wasIn the last townIn the last townYou should have seen what i wasIf i was a strangerI was worse than a strangerI was well-known
(I was a stranger – smog)
Los dias pasan asi. Asi pasan. Mas dias. El aire tibio dura poco. La sangre antigua gotea siempre. No sangra. Donde estas?
Donde? Mmmmh Desde arriba todo se ve . Cuán cercano están entre ellos.Pero ellos no pueden verse. La tierra es ciclica, casi redonda, redondoide…recuerdas?
Y lanzo esporas. Micelas soy.
Maldición!! Cántenme estrellas por favor.
Solo. Sólo entonces podré saltar y agarraré una, la mía, para ti..
I'm a rabbit in your headlightsScared of the spotlightYou don't come to visitI'm stuck in this bedThin rubber gloves She laughs when she's cryingShe cries when she's laughingFat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away...(Away....away....away....)I'm a rabbit in your headlightsChristian suburbaniteWashed down the tolietMoney to burnFat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away...If you're frightened of dyin' and you're holding on...You'll see devils tearing your life away.But...if you've made your peace, Then the devila are really angelsFreeing you from the earth.....from the earth....from the earthRotworms on the undergroundCaught between stationsButterfingersI'm losing my patienceI'm a rabbit in your headlightsChristian suburbaniteYou got money to burn....Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away.....Away, away, away,Away, away, away.
(Rabbit in your headlights – UNKLE)
Busco un amor en el vientoamor que llevo conmigoenredado en los recuerdos. Busco un amor olvidadoY voy muriendo mi vidacomo el árbol del pantano. Y estoy solo.Con el alba en la miradadijiste adiós y te fuistey se nublaron mis ojossin dejarme ver los tuyos. Busco un amor en la sombraamor que vivió esa nochela vida de las estrellas. Busco un amor olvidadoy voy muriendo mi vidacomo el árbol del pantano.Y estoy solo. Con el alba en la miradadijiste adiós y te fuistey se nublaron mis ojossin dejarme ver los tuyos.´(solo – víctor jara)
A self-fulfilling prophecy of endless possibilityYou roll in reams across the streetIn algebra, in algebra The fences that you cannot climbThe sentences that do not rhymeIn all that you can ever changeThe one you're looking for It gets you downIt gets you down There's no sparkNo light in the dark It gets you downIt gets you downYou traveled farWhat have you foundThat there's no timeThere's no timeTo analyseTo think things throughTo make sense [Analyse Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com]Like cows in the city, they never looked so prettyBy power carts and blackoutsSleeping like babies It gets you downIt gets you downYou're just playing a partYou're just playing a part You're playing a partPlaying a partAnd there's no timeThere's no timeTo analyseAnalyseAnalyse(analyse – thom yorke)
Nothing left to say
And all I've left to do
Is run away
From you
And she led me on, down
With secrets I can't keep
Close your eyes and sleep
Don't wait up for me
Hush now don't you speak
To me
Wrapped my hurt in you
And took my shelter in that pain
The opiate of blame
Is your broken heart, your heart
So now I'm all by myself
As I've always felt
I'll betray my tears
To anyone caught in our ruse of fools
One last kiss from me...yeah
One last kiss good night
Didn't want to lose you once again
Didn't want to be your friend
Fulfilled a promise made of tin
And crawled back to you
I'm all by myself
As I've always felt
I'll betray myself
To anyone, lost, anyone but you
So let the sadness come again
On that you can depend on me, yeah
Until the bitter, bitter end of the world, yeah
When god sleeps in bliss
And I'm all by myself
As I've always felt
And I'll betray myself
To anyone(soma – the smashing pumkins)
Try to save it but it doesn't come off the rockTry to build a wall that is high enough It's all boiling over aAll boiling over Try to save your houseTry to save your songsTry to runBut it follows you up a hill It's all boiling overAll boiling overYour little voiceYour little voice No more conversationNo more conversationYou should took me out when you had the chanceYou should took me out when you had the chanceAll the rooms were numberedAnd the losers turned awayDon't turn awayDon't turn away(cymbal rush – thom yorke)
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